Cathouse – Saturday 20th August 2011

Bit of a bumper upload this time, after a particularly good night out at the Cathouse. Some nights the lights just go your way, and all the swirly colours illuminate people just the way you want them.

It helps to be intoxicated.

Last night felt a bit like going to the Cathouse used to feel like back when I started out at first: getting drunk and not just photographing people, but actually spending time talking to them, getting to know them, and… god forbid… dancing with them. (Okay, flailing around may not count, but it does for these purposes)

There was this sort of reckless excitement that I remember from first starting work in nightclubs: the total drunken-ness, the completely new and different people… the whole heady experience that made it all so chaotic and dangerous.

As time goes on, that feeling fades as you do more and more club nights, and come to rely on the money. Dragging yourself out of bed to go to work when you don’t quite feel up to being everybody’s best pal can make the whole thing smack of routine; more of a chore than a pleasure. That said, nights like this are what it’s all about. You can’t ever go back and fully reclaim that initial enthusiasm and gusto from the early days, but you do have to fight to avoid boredom and resentment. Sometimes you need to loosen up, drink a bit more, and remember why you started doing this whole thing in the first place.

I got my reputation by getting stuck in and being in the thick of things, and that’s when I enjoy them most.


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